Hello all! I am writing the third installment of my previous story of me and my close friend hooking up. You can find the first two parts in my post history.
This picks up from going to sleep Saturday after an amazing day of hooking up, talking, and getting to know another side of my friend.
Sunday morning is much like saturday morning. Except im spooning Brad, my dick between those cute cheeks, (I don’t think I’ve mentioned it but I’m about 6 1/2 inches and have some good girth), and bracing him with my arms around his chest. When I open my eyes I kind of release from him, roll over on my back and just stare at the ceiling and think for a minute and try to process everything again. It’s really a new thing for me, I had never been with a guy at all. So for me to experience that is a little… eye opening. I actually enjoyed it. Almost as much as being with a girl. But girls are so different for obvious reasons. They’re softer, it takes more to please them, and women are just so beautiful. But Brad… Brad was different than other guys. He wasn’t a manly man, but he had a toughness about him. He really took care of himself. And his skin was a little lighter (which I love) and his hair was a beautiful red color. Pubes to match;) no facial hair. I liked his look.